Traveling through the world of immortal cultivation with the game panel

Shangyang City was crowded with people, and countless people from other towns were also rushing here. Amid the hustle and bustle, a slender figure wearing a black cloak and a hood sneaked into the crowd.

She glanced around anxiously, and finally took a close look at the notice next to the city gate. She read it many times and couldn't help muttering, "Everyone says that I killed someone, but why didn't the government issue a wanted notice for me?"

She stayed there for a while in confusion, but when others looked at her, she quickly lowered her head and hid her face in the wide hood, then quickly walked forward with the crowd.

She waited in line for a long time before she squeezed next to the registration seat.

Sitting behind the seats were people from the Shangyang City government office, and she couldn't help but pull her hood down even lower.

"Name?" the man behind the seat asked in a gentle voice.

Those who came here to participate in the Immortal Cultivator Conference were not only mortal teenagers from all over the place, but also many capable immortal cultivators who wanted to fight for a place in the eight major sects. Therefore, that person did not dare to underestimate anyone, let alone neglect them.

She clenched her fingers and said nervously in a low voice, "Zhang Yunqing."

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, and muttered to someone he was thinking of, "Another person with the same name..."

Seeing that the man didn't react much, she hurriedly left after registering, not daring to say a word or stay any longer.

She hurried out of the city against the flow of people, not noticing that a girl of about the same age was staring at her with wide eyes not far away.

Five miles outside the city, there is an abandoned small temple, which is where Zhang Yunqing lives today.

After she returned to the dilapidated temple, she gathered the withered straw on the ground into a pile, then lay down with her hands on her stomach, feeling hungry. She closed her eyes and hypnotized herself: "I won't be hungry when I fall asleep. Everything will be fine tomorrow, it will..."

"As long as I have the fate of an immortal, I will have the ability to make those filthy murderers die in agony."

"must......"

However, when she was finally about to fall asleep, she suddenly found two figures in front of her. She shuddered all over and woke up immediately.

She curled up and said, "Who are you? Are you the evil ghosts who are asking for my life?"

"Evil ghost?" Yu Yin couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Hahaha, yes, we are the evil ghosts, and we are here to take your life!"

As soon as it finished speaking, it stretched out its hand towards Zhang Yunqing, and white mist rolled up.

Zhang Yunqing immediately covered his eyes and lay on the ground wailing in pain.

"Why do you want to take my life? Why don't you take the lives of those murderers? Why don't you take their lives..."

Yu Yin sneered: "Evil ghosts, of course they help the evil ones."

After a long while, Yu Yin said with disdain, "It's really bad..."

It looked at Yuyang next to it and said, "They are both cousins. Her father's luck is higher than Zhang Qianlin's, but her luck is not as high as Zhang Huayue's. It's really useless..."

Yuyang sighed: "Forget it, Zhang Huayue should be enough to get the job done."

Yu Yin sneered at herself, "Fortunately, Zhang Huayue's mother's luck is not low. If her spirit and soul are dispersed, her luck and blood curse can be lifted. Otherwise, you and I will be busy for another ten years. If the Chaos King can't find a suitable sacrifice, I'm afraid he will use you and me as his food..."

"Let's go." Yuyang raised his hand and looked at Zhang Yunqing with contempt, as if he was looking at an insignificant speck of dust: "Useless thing, kill it."

However, just as he finished his words, he saw a slender figure rushing towards them with a short knife in his hand.

The person who came was Zhang Huayue. She was furious and said, "You killed my mother. It was you!"

"I'll fight you!"

However, Yuyin and Yuyang put their hands in their pockets and looked at her leisurely, without even dodging or avoiding her.

Zhang Huayue stabbed the knife into Yuyin's chest, but there was no trace of blood. The white mist under the black robe seemed to be unreal.

Zhang Huayue was stunned for a moment when he saw this, and then stabbed Yuyin several times.

Yu Yin was probably a little annoyed, so he flicked the dagger in her hand away, pinched her chin, and looked down at her, saying, "I really admire your courage as an ant. You are worthy of being the sacrifice I chose. However, a sacrifice must have the awareness of a sacrifice. Your only way out is to honestly follow the path I have planned for you."

The hatred in Zhang Huayue's eyes seemed to be poisoned, and when it fell into the eyes of Yuyin and Yuyang, they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

Yu Yang flicked his finger and threw Zhang Huayue out of the small temple. He looked at Yu Yin Dou and said, "Stop talking nonsense and just use illusion."

On the other side, Zhang Yunqing glared at Yuyin and Yuyang, then glared at Zhang Huayue outside. Her hatred was so concentrated that her nails dug into her palms.

She originally wanted to leave quietly while Yuyin and the other two were not paying attention, but as soon as she stood up quietly, the dagger on the ground suddenly rose up and stabbed into her chest.